You can fake your angelic perfection, but id rather fight my demons. Where i stand i am stronger, but feel free to kneel.
This world has gone to hell and dragging me along. You want me to light this fire, but ill be damed if i go down. Dont try to shake what youre not worthy to break. Drown me in your flames, and bury me in these ashes, but i can hold my ground. Either way you lose, and i will be higher than you.
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 4:37 AM UTC
You can fake your angelic perfection, but id rather fight my demons. Where i stand i am stronger, but feel free to kneel.
This world has gone to hell and dragging me along. You want me to light this fire, but ill be damed if i go down. Dont try to shake what youre not worthy to break. Drown me in your flames, and bury me in these ashes, but i can hold my ground. Either way you lose, and i will be higher than you.
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